Harmony

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I just want...

a place to escape to.
where I can feel free,
and in harmony with myself.
The wind whistles,
in a little song.
I close my eyes and listen to her,
I feel like I'm in another world.
The sky becomes cloudy,
and I don't know what to expect,
rain or snow,
I won't stop singing.
The birds sing,
the frogs croak.
I stay sitting,
listening to the ballad
My eyes observe,
my nose breathes,
my mouth communicates,
and my body dies,
with nothing more to add to this beautiful harmony.

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